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Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul,
For I've stolen a ship that's worth it's weight in gold,
With a cargo of rum and whiskey in the hold,
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul.
I was havin' me a party, it was late in the fall,
I was havin' me a party, I was havin' me a ball;
I strolled home alone, and I was feelin' oh so small
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul.
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul,
For I've stolen a ship that's worth it's weight in gold,
With a cargo of rum and whiskey in the hold,
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul.
Then I sighted a ship, she was standin' oh so tall,
So I looked for its crew but there was no one there at all;
She had all kinds of booze stacked high against her wall,
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul.
It's so sad what a drink can do to a man,
Now if you've had quite a few then you will understand;
Now I'm locked inside a prison cell with ten square feet of land,
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul.
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul,
For I've stolen a ship that's worth it's weight in gold,
With a cargo of rum and whiskey in the hold,
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul.
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul,
For I've stolen a ship that's worth it's weight in gold,
With a cargo of rum and whiskey in the hold,
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my soul.
Oh, Lord, have mercy on my...
Lord, have mercy on my...
Lord, have mercy on my soul.
This variant was arranged and recorded by Ed Power (Kitchen Songs: A Selection Of Newfoundland/Irish Music, trk#8, 1999, at Soundscape productions, Grand Falls-Windsor, arranged, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Mark Bishop).
